tied to a noose
But you came along
and cut me loose
The more of a quandary I fall into everytime, I am more than amazed to find, there is always a happy surprise waiting for me at the corner.
A song coming back to me like a bolt out of the blue, bringing a ton of very pleasant memories along with it
A surprise visit by a friend for dinner
A warm hug
A spontaneous invite for a coffee by a friend passing by in the corridor
A sudden glimpse of the snow-laden french alps across the lake – through a dense veil of grey clouds
A small but vibrantly red-brown leaf falling right on my head, as I trudge upslope to ride the bleak metro
and last… but definetly not the least – a single reflex camera – complete with a full roll of b/w film – entirely mine to use.
Almost makes me feel like there is a meta-puppeteer somewhere…